Chapter Two Thousand and Seven Grand Hotel Presidential Set

The city at night has changed, the empty streets have lost the prosperity of the day, and there are no lights in the dark night, only the cold light of the moon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

All the buildings closed their doors and opened their defensive shields, waiting for a dreary night of heart-to-heart or an exciting, brutal and bloody killing.

Residents who were unable to evacuate to the safe zone in time, and who could not afford to live in the safe zone, had to hide in their cars or pray in poorly defended rooms.

When the first dark shadows appeared on the horizon, they knew that hope was lost, and that tonight would be the night of night raids and killings.

"It's the fourth time this month"

"Too often"

"What's the point of that?" the patrons gathered in the lobby of the Grand Hotel couldn't understand the Empire's indulgence in the increasing number of night raids.

After the destruction of the colosseum's mental power matrix, the numb minds of some residents began to shift.

This may be a good sign.

The night breeze blows, and when the so-called genetic warriors who have failed to suppress are released, the streets and alleys of the city become literal killing fields.

The smell of blood permeated the air.

Even if they were far away, Mo Ye could sense the panicked spiritual energy in the city.

What's different this time is that in addition to the genetically enhanced warriors who are dominated by the desire to kill, another team has appeared.

"What's that?"

A light appeared in the surveillance footage of the Grand Hotel.

"It's a mech"

"Oh my God, it's a mecha"

"The Freedom Resistance is coming"

The lobby of the hotel suddenly became noisy, and no one was clamoring to go to bed.

The Freedom Resistance did not miss this excellent opportunity to fight back.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense and excited.

The feeling of holding your breath tightens your pores and tightens your whole body.

Swish!

The sound of the wind suddenly rose in his ears, the sound of breaking the sky passed, and the thick smoke filled the hall and obscured everyone's vision for a moment.

"Hold your breath. ”

Someone shouted a reminder, but unfortunately it was too late.

The people who slapped the table before to defend the imperial family took the lead.

The anesthetic smoke bomb exploded, and the unsuspecting person inhaled the smoke, and then his whole body was sore, weak, and he fell to the ground, conscious but unable to move.

More than half of the nearly 100 people in the hall fell at once, and the rest hid in the smoke and confronted each other.

At the same time, the free elements in the air were being summoned, and for a while, the elemental energy fluctuations in the hall were rapidly accelerating, mainly wind and water elements, and there was a little bit of wind and waves.

Phew――

Phew――

The dull sound of gunfire came and went in the quiet confrontation, and bright beams of light swept through the hall and pierced into the assailants' bodies.

Every gunshot was accompanied by the sound of bodies hitting the ground, tables being knocked over, plates and cups falling to the ground clanging.

Both sides of the battle are professionals, not ordinary people.

Mo Ye didn't seem surprised by the sudden fight between these customers.

"Water prison" let out a low roar.

The water elemental frantically surrounded, and the sound of gurgling water appeared under his feet, and the water level continued to rise.

The water rose and continued to pour into the hall, which was to flood the hotel, and soon there were water cubes in several places in the hall that could not be freed.

Someone is trapped in it and struggling.

The sound of bubbling and kicking, the sound of laser guns firing, were swallowed up by the current.

Slender fingers are placed on the tabletop, sliding slightly, and the magic shimmer flashes with every movement of the fingers.

"Don't let any of you run away. ”

The strong water flow left no gaps in the hall and turned the hall into a water prison, unable to breathe, and the increased water pressure, everything meant that life was threatening.

The battle didn't last long, and within a minute of the smoke everything was calm, and the thumping sound of the battle ended.

The flow of water binds people who are constantly struggling.

Including the waiters of the big hotel, they blushed and suffered the huge impact of water pressure.

"Hmm-"

"Hmm... Hmm....... "Kicking your legs and waving your hands is just a meaningless moan."

When the smoke had completely cleared and the hall had become a water cube, and every corner of the hall had returned to normal, the attackers were surprised to find that there was a table in the corner of the hall that was not affected in any way.

Mo Ye looked at the person who spoke, and was not surprised, it was the group of people who slapped the table to defend the imperial government before and really didn't mean to hide it at all.

"Who are you?"

Mo Ye's casual sketching movements did not stop, and he looked sideways at the front desk, except for the robot waiter who had convulsions due to water ingress, the other front desk waiter was constantly kicking his legs with a bruised face at the moment.

"Can I save you?"

The front desk clerk was going crazy, trying to open his mouth wide, and spit out an unclear word "noodles" in bubbles.

Mo Ye's fingers drew the last stroke.

In the stunned and surprised looks of several of the attackers, the water adept lost control of the current, and the water dungeon squeezed the man out and froze into ice, then crackled and shattered to the ground.

The atmosphere in the hall was as low as the temperature.

"Are you an accomplice to these people?"

"We're from the Casmiller Star Security Investigation Team, you'd better not get entangled with these terrorists"

As soon as the words fell, the men lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"This is the contact point for the Freedom Resistance?"

Mo Ye asked so bluntly that the waiter who had just recovered from choking coughed again.

"Don't talk nonsense, spread rumors," the waiter stood up, wet and trembling.

Mo Ye raised his hand and pulled out a joint password taught by hackers with water beads in the air.

The waiter finally relented when he saw it, and arranged for the other wounded to rest and wake up the paralyzed people.

This hotel is officially one of the strongholds of the Freedom Rebellion, but the boss was rebelled, so a spy who came to carry out the mission was put on a mission.

If Mo Ye hadn't come over today, it would probably have been wiped out.

At this time, the waiter exhaled and relaxed a lot, he was really afraid that Mo Ye would not be able to match the joint code, so it would be more troublesome next.

Fortunately, the look of happiness was too obvious, and the waiter stepped forward to reach out and wanted to shake it, but was stopped by Mo Ye's eyes.

The waiter clapped his hands together, "Thank you, thank you so much this time, otherwise we would have been served in one pot." ”

In fact, the current situation may not be better, this stronghold has obviously been exposed, and not being banned today does not mean that it will continue to exist tomorrow.

"It seems that our boss sold this place, and at this time he is probably in which luxury villa is looking forward to the pinnacle of his life, and he doesn't know how he became the head of the stronghold without revolutionary will. The waiter complained helplessly.

This stronghold was formed by the Free Resistance Army for the liaison of Kasmiller, and is also responsible for the transmission of intelligence, as well as the protection of mission personnel, and the development of a reserve by the way.

Many planets have such contact bases, but few can maintain stability and concealment for a long time.

"You haven't said which department or which regiment you belong to?" the waiter took out a box of cigarette rolls from his pocket, looked at the crumpled cigarettes that were blistered, and sighed in distress.

"Ink Night"

"Your name is Mo Ye, this name is quite familiar, the space that has been wanted recently-" The waiter was suddenly stunned, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, "Your Excellency Mo Ye?"

It took a while for the waiter to recover.

"There is an operation by the Free Resistance Army tonight, the boss has given up our stronghold, and the operation must be the same, and those people outside are afraid that it is not safe. The waiter looked at Mo Ye expectantly.

Mo Ye didn't pay attention to the waiter's expectant gaze, and took the initiative to go out to help or something as he hoped.

She remembered something very important.

The location of the Kasmiller star map does not appear to have any connection to the rune star map.

But Mo Ye had a faint feeling that the rune slate teleportation this time was not random, at least not random and irregular, there must be some reason for it.

This reason makes Mo Ye's heart always uneasy, she seems to have overlooked a very important thing, but she can't remember it for a while.

I really didn't care about the actions of the Freedom Resistance.

The waiter could only give up when he saw that Mo Ye did not react to his explicit hints, and what he didn't know was that Xiao Hei had left the tavern and rode the nightmare around the streets and alleys looking for a snack.

An undead knight who specializes in necromantic magic is in the middle of the night in the city hunting ground where negative spiritual energy is gathered, which is simply an outdoor restaurant tailored for Xiao Hei.

Mo Ye did not return to the presidential suite, but sat in the hall and watched the surveillance in a daze.

Genetically strengthened fighters who were slaughtering outside the safe zone were confronted by the Freedom Resistance, and both sides were ambushing each other, and the tide of the battle was at a stalemate.

Mo Ye exhaled the light screen, clicked on the star map of the Casmiller Star and compared it with the rune star map, and there was indeed no place to match or connect.

"Has the star chart of Kathmiller always been like this?"

Mo Ye asked casually, and Xiao Qi was suddenly stunned, "Eh." ”

"What's wrong?"

"The star map of the master Casmiller Star was revised 1,800 years ago, but the record is not detailed, only a rough mention of the starry sky storm at that time, the Casmiller Star experienced a great catastrophe and got out of the original orbit, there are few relevant records, there are expert groups have studied but did not come to a valuable conclusion, and then it is gone. ”

Therefore, the star chart of Casmiller is different from the star chart recorded in history a long, long time ago.

"Can you find the old star map?"

Xiao Qi has plunged headlong into Casmiller's planet's internal network, about the history of the planet, there are generally history museums to store ancient historical relics, books, etc., if the star network can be connected to Xiao Qi, it is very convenient to go to the Star Alliance History Museum to find, now it takes a little effort.

"Master, found it, it's the original. Xiao Qi recompared the star map, and now it is basically certain that the Kasmiller Star is within the range of the rune star map.

"It's really there. ”

In this way, the teleportation carried out after the rune slate was triggered at that time was not random, there is a corresponding connection device here, otherwise according to the original star map coordinates, the teleportation ink night may fall into the space crack or drift in outer space.

There was something here that could cause the rune slate to react, which made Mo Ye suddenly have a direction and find the device that guided the rune slate.

The killing and hunting at night became a clarion call for the Free Resistance to fight back.

The biggest difference this time is that the Weilan Empire's fabrication of lies has been torn open, and a lying balloon that has begun to leak will not help no matter how much it is remedied.

After resting for the night, Moye adjusted his condition and set off after his head was less painful the next day.

The people in the big hotel didn't see Mo Ye's figure early the next morning, but they saw a palm-sized picture frame on the table at the front desk in the lobby, and there was an incomprehensible abstract painting in the frame.

"What is this?"

"This is the room fee left by Lord Mo Ye," the robot waiter replied with a glance.

When the next wave of attackers from the Weilan Empire came, the waiter on the way to escape could be regarded as understanding what a proud room fee was, and he only hated that he couldn't hold the long golden leg tightly at that time, which is a pity!

Mo Ye received a summons from Princess Golia in the middle of the night at the Grand Hotel.,She has successfully connected with the Free Resistance.,Mo Ye didn't have the intention of arresting people back.,Princess Golia's so frank about her whereabouts made Mo Ye a little surprised.。。

Compared with the princess, she pays more attention to the whereabouts of hackers, hackers' hacking skills and talents are still quite good, according to Xiao Qi's standards, it is not easy for humans to have such qualifications, and this kind of talent is of course very good if it can be used.

As for his own regiment leader, Mo Ye remembered that Yan An's five scumbags had a bad headache, he couldn't feel the other party's mental power fluctuation imprint, I don't know if he was still staying in the Imperial Capital Star, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Yan An's situation couldn't be good.

But at this time, it is not realistic to return to the Imperial Capital Star to find Yan An, it would be good if they could be contacted, if Yan An was caught or took the initiative to get in touch with the imperial family and Baier, they would definitely take the initiative to come to her.

Yan An's body was their bargaining chip, and those people and Mo Ye knew very well that no matter what that spiritual power seed did with Yan An's body, Mo Ye would try his best to protect each other while Yan An's soul was still alive.

They will find it, at least they will release Yan An's news to lure her into taking the bait, Mo Ye doesn't think those people will be willing to let go of such an opportunity, so even if Yan An is caught, he won't be able to die for a while.

As for the rest, Moya can't guarantee it and doesn't know what to do.

Thinking of this ink night, there was still some annoyance in helplessness, "Hey"

What she left on Yan An should be enough, she can only hope that Yan An's luck will not be too bad, this feeling of helplessness and powerlessness made Mo Ye's chest block a breath, and it couldn't be relieved.

Mo Ye withdrew his chaotic thoughts, rubbing the rune slate and gradually calming down, thinking about it was useless.

Having come to this point, Mo Ye has determined that the key point of this rune star map is likely to be within the territory of the Weilan Empire.